After more than half an hour, Chen Yan finally came out with a pale face. Not only that, her clothes were torn, her hair was wet and dripping, and she walked unsteadily.
The laboratory was full of surveillance probes, and the incident spread throughout the lab the next day.
As for Chen Yan, she hadn't appeared before him in the past few days, probably because she was scared off by him last time.
After getting ready, he and Luo Chuan left for Fu Zongchen's private villa. The party was to be held there, with far fewer people attending.
The inauguration ceremony was an official affair, but the party was not.
"Fu Zongchen really stole the spotlight this time. Prince Bai Jiang specially sent over the combat armor he wore when he was young as a congratulatory gift," Luo Chuan said disdainfully in the car. The more triumphant Fu Zongchen seemed, the more disgusted Luo Chuan felt.
"Combat armor he wore?" Li Ming, who had been lost in thought, suddenly became interested.
